At that time, Long Zhixian and the best swordsman in the world loved Zhaoxia, and Zhaoxia also understood, and they also knew that Zhaoxia understood, so when they had a decisive battle, Zhaoxia appeared.

The two men have been in a fierce struggle, but they have forgotten what their original goal is. While they are at odds with each other, the woodcutter is even more at ease. This is really an irony.

Long Zhixian had an epiphany. The woodcutter's look at them came back to his mind. It was a kind of ridicule, contempt and disdain.

Even with a little hatred, the woodcutter did not participate in the battle. Naturally, the mantis stalked the cicada, with the oriole behind. He thought about the river clams fighting each other and reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

In any case, Zhaoxia's imprisonment is also a big blow to the woodcutter. He also needs to save money and then save Zhaoxia. This is the common mission of the three people.

These three men all have an incomprehensible obsession with morning glow.

I asked: "You and the world's fastest knife can't beat him?"

Long Zhixian said: "I haven't fought before, so I don't know."

Li Qiwu said: "It is impossible for a birthmark to move from one person to another. Some kind of magic must have been used."

I snorted and sneered, and said, "You proclaim yourself the villain's nemesis, so you naturally know the villain's sorcery."

Li Qiwu said: "I don't dare to take it seriously, but I am still aware of some folk magic."

He asked Long Zhixian to sit down, looked at his upper right shoulder, and said, "Hey, I see, this birthmark is fake. We have fallen into the trap of a demon."

I exclaimed: "Then, I also fell into the trap of this ghost. Li Dakui does not have Tai Chi on his upper right shoulder. Maybe it is also because of this trap."

I couldn't help but be surprised. Speaking of which, I haven't really determined whether the world's fastest swordsman and Li Dakui are the same person.

This put me in an extremely distressing situation. Do I need to confirm whether they are the same person?

Or does Longzhi County need to know about this now, because now he not only has the world's fastest knife as a powerful opponent, but also Huang Locust.

In two months, at the snap of a finger, it will be done. When the time comes for the decisive battle, you will naturally know who is the fastest swordsman in the world.

Life is busy, and sometimes you will feel confused, because what you do may no longer make sense. Whether you insist on it or not, whether you do it or not is obviously not what you once imagined.

This is such a test of a person's mind. Maybe persistence is a kind of confusion. Maybe only persistence can achieve great things. This is a contradiction in itself.

Longzhi County was deep in thought, and the scorching sunshine shone in. Li Qi and I were not sweating, but Longzhi County did not have a drop of sweat.

Calmness naturally makes your mind cool, especially your heart.

I said: "The yellow locust is a demon!"

Li Qiwu was helpless. He didn't want to accept this. After all, Huang 1 Locust was the initiator of the locusts. He was simply a god-like existence.

Long Zhixian said coldly: "Yes, he is simply a monster, and we have all been plotted by him."

Li Qiwu said: "It's very strange. He couldn't have known in advance that Master Song was going to change his appearance, and he couldn't have known that Master Song would give Li Dakui a sword. Maybe this was all destined."

Longzhi County was very unhappy and asked: "Should I ask Qiu Shenji to divine a hexagram?"

I said: "Maybe we really have to believe in destiny and chance..."

"What do you mean?" Long Zhixian shouted.

Li Qiwu and I looked at each other. He found it boring, but I found it addictive.

I said calmly: "Maybe all the problems are not with Huang Locust, but with the fastest knife in the world."

Long Zhixian thought for a moment and said, "Why is it there?"

I said: "The fastest knife in the world wants to provoke a fight between you and the yellow locust, so that he can reap the benefits."

Longzhi County said disdainfully: "This is none of his business. All the problems now are caused by yellow locusts."

Longzhi County was so stubborn, but Li Qiwu was very interested. He asked: "How do you know this matter is related to the world's fastest knife?"

I used my sixth sense to speculate and told my reasons. The world's best sharp knife has a deep relationship with me. When I last met him, there was a tall man. He must have guessed that I was going to find Li Dakui or

He said he forced me to find Li Dakui.

Based on his understanding of me, I would not go there rashly and I would definitely be disguised. He would definitely use this as a gimmick to lure Huang Locust out to take over this business. As for what kind of strategy he used to get Huang Locust to take that business.

The Blue Dragon Sword was handed to me, and I can only sort it out slowly.

From this point of view, it is more certain that Li Dakui is Li Dakui, and the fastest sword in the world is the fastest sword in the world.

Therefore, the fastest knife in the world can accurately grasp the location of the birthmark, create a fake birthmark, and stick it on Long Zhixian's shoulder in the light of calcium carbide fire.

Long Zhixian listened intoxicated, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning. Of course, he was more dissatisfied with me. He stared at me, his eyes full of hostility.

He asked: "The fastest swordsman in the world uses a knife, but an assassin uses a sword."

I said: "Yes, the fastest swordsman in the world uses a sword, but he must have a friend with a sword, and this swordsman is definitely extraordinary."

Now there are two doubts. The first one is how the world's fastest swordsman hired Huang Locust, and the other one is who is the assassin hired by the world's fastest swordsman?

Long Zhixian smiled, very openly, full of contempt and disdain for me, he murmured: "Master Song! Master Song really has a few brushes and extraordinary skills. I finally realized it today, but do you know?

The best swordsman in the world lives alone and never makes friends. This is one of them."

He couldn't help but feel complacent and said: "Secondly, Huang 1 Locust is also a lonely person. There can be no collusion between him and the world's fastest knife. As a person involved, I know them well."

Li Qiwu also cast a disdainful look at me, with a ferocious smile on his face, and said: "Everyone will fail, Master Song is no exception, there is no way, if you often walk by the river, who can not get your shoes wet, Master Song

If you're tired, why not go back and rest first, and I'll discuss it with Longzhi County."

I looked at Longzhi County. He clasped his hands and looked out the window. My heart was at a crossroads. Should I stay or leave?

Based on my nature, I would definitely leave, but I couldn't take a step forward, not because I was deeply ashamed of being rejected and wanted to regain my face, but because I was very interested in the joints involved.

I hope 11 is unlocked, this is my mission.

Long Zhixian slowly turned his head and said: "Master Song, for this plan, we should find the fastest knife in the world."

I think this means something. According to my inference, all the joints are now in the world's fastest knife. As long as I see through the true face of the world's fastest knife, all the problems will be solved.

From this point of view, I don't need to pay attention to Li Dakui or the 7 evil people at all, but I suddenly felt that I was wrong again. The 7 evil people are a difficulty that stands in front of me.

Only by taking a step forward can I stand in a safer position and be in a good position between Longzhi County and the world's best knife. Now I have set out and stepped out of the county government office.

I know that waiting for me on the road ahead must be the seven villains, and they will definitely sabotage my actions.

It's not just because I offended them, nor because they regard me as a yellow locust, but because they hope to keep the fastest knife in the world, so that they can threaten Long Zhixian and gain a foothold in the Dayang Mountain area.

Longzhi County seems to be an expert at stringing puppets, but the puppets also have thoughts, and now it's impossible to tell who is pulling the strings.

I have walked out, and I still have the Qinglong Sword in my hand. Although Longzhi County has put it in my backpack, I have transformed into a scholar with an eight-character mustache on my mouth, but my

My temperament and gait are still those of Master Song.

My unique temperament and gait were revealing my identity, so first of all, I met Li Wukui before I even left the downtown area.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and he looks very haggard. I don't know what he has experienced and what happened during this time.

777 lives were going to be lost in his hands, and now he was killing people towards this goal. His eyes were dark and his cheeks were sunken. When he saw me, he jumped out from the corner like a cat and stood in front of me.

He was polite, bowed his hands, and said, "Master Song."

I was actually spotted by him. It seemed that he had good taste, so I returned the courtesy and asked: "Long time no see, how are you doing, Brother 5?"

He shook his head, feeling helpless, and said: "It's very bad, because I have sucked enough of the brains of 777 people."

When I heard it and saw his ghost-like expression, I couldn't help but vomit. I wanted to vomit out my intestines. I was so disgusted. He was simply a beast, a beast.

He followed me again, walked up to me, and said: "But my martial arts has not recovered but has deteriorated. I have now developed a habit of sucking people's brains. I haven't sucked people's brains in the past two days.

I'm so thirsty and hungry."

An unknown fire wand lit up in my heart, and he waved his hand to signal me to calm down, and then said: "I tried very hard to endure, but I feel empty after all. I am like a stinky bag now, without a soul."

I looked at him and understood what he was going through. He wanted to change himself now, but it was hard to recover. The bad consequences had already been done and it was difficult to change. His sins were too serious and there was only one way to die.

I asked: "What are your plans?"

He said: "I have been meditating these past few days, and now I want to convert to Buddhism and find a place of purity."

I looked at him blankly, full of contradictions in my heart. It would be okay if he succeeded in his purification, but if he failed and his old illness relapsed, many young monks would be killed by him.

Therefore, I shook my head and said calmly: "No, no, a person has to rely on himself for his own practice, and others cannot be relied upon after all."
Chapter completed!